Let us rest and talk awhile
Turn my heart from all that’s vile.
In your presence does my heart mend
Truly you are my closest friend.
Pick me up and draw me near
Your tender love chases way all fear.
Forgive my busyness and things at hand
Draw me away to Your Holy Land.
My true desire is to be with you
Only Your Grace can see me through.
In You alone are all my remedies
For Your Blood has washed away my enemies.
Debra Lilly
Commune In The Garden 